I heard from him today.
He admitted he was wrong. That I’m wonderful. That he misses me. Words that I waited for months to hear. Words I finally found peace with never hearing.
Now that I am moving past him, he’s back.
Why do people leave if they won’t stay away?
If you want to go, you should go. I don’t want you to stay, no matter how much it hurts.
But don’t come back and expect me to fall for it again. To trust you not to break me.
my heart mourns tonight
for the dreams lost
and lost again
I ache with why
a simple black and white answer is all I need:
why not me?
– grieving for shattered dreams
my edges feel sharp. rough.
ready to bite anyone who tries to pick up the pieces.
brokenness is an old friend of mine.
I have been glued back together many times.
you said I could trust you to be gentle.
I trusted you to hold me and not let go.
but here I am, on the floor.
–to my ex future husband